"I know some of you have deliberately concealed your paranormal power and kept your trump cards hidden."
"But rest assured, the paranormal files Headquarters maintains have the highest level of security clearance. They will never be disclosed to other regional heads."
Li Jun reined in the Ghost Fire's corrosive effects and offered a lure none of them could refuse.
"Headquarters needs detailed records on you for the subsequent balancing plan!"
"As long as your file is clear enough, Headquarters can search its vast containment vaults for the second fierce supernatural entity best suited for you to control, helping you establish a balance and drastically delay resurgence!"
His words were like a basin of cold water poured into boiling water.
Controlling a second fierce supernatural entity!
The temptation was enormous.
Most of the people sitting there had already experienced the despair of their bodies being consumed by the paranormal.
If Headquarters would devote resources to them and resolve the resurgence problem, taking part in a combat exercise didn't seem entirely unacceptable.
Besides, this was Headquarters in Dajing City. No one would dare fight to the death here.
All they had to do was hold back a little during the exercise, put on a show for one another, and get through it.
The anger on most of the Ghost Handlers' faces gradually subsided, replaced by compromise after weighing the pros and cons.
Yang Jian watched it all coldly. He didn't believe a single word of it.
Still, playing house with these people was no big deal. It would also give him a chance to familiarize himself with how Ghost Handlers fought.
Just as Li Jun was about to bring the situation completely under control.
A Ghost Handler named Gao Zhiqiang, sitting in the corner, suddenly let out a grating sneer.
He kicked